Sea-power …

In the lee of the black rocks I stood overawed-

no gentle winds blew;

the sea-god was angered; no seabirds flew.

The voice of Poseidon bellowed and boomed;

out of the sea-cave wild water roared-

The sea-god of Homer bestrode the waves;

in eddies of spume his spittle described

treacherous whirlpools.

Enveloped in sea-spray I breathed his salt-breath:

in the lee of the black rocks I stood overawed;

powerless and small

in this presence of death … .

About atomsofstars

Reticent .. but I hope my poetry speaks for me .. Favourite quotation .. ' Uttering a word is like striking a note on the keyboard of the imagination.' Ludwig Wittgenstein
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